Sometimes, I feel like a failure
The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of future success
Quite often I look in the mirror and hate what I'm looking at
So much potential
I keep falling short
What's wrong with me?
I'm addicted to self inflicted pain.
It's been an ongoing cycle since my youth.
You'd think I've learned my lesson by now
And I have
I basically hold all the answers to life's greatest challenges
Ask me to practice what I preach
And my inner self will cave and fall short every time
Which leave me loving my potential
But hating the current version of myself
One of these days I'll get it right
At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
I can only take but so much pain before I snap
Either I change, or I die a broken man.